Have you ever noticed, that time goes by really, really fast when you don’t want it to…then it crawls by at an excruciatingly slow pace when you do want it to go by quickly?

Ever since the UberHusband got his orders, the time has absolutely flown by. I’ve recently experienced probably the quickest five weeks of my life ever. When we got back from San Antonio on Tuesday, we decided we were both ready to just get on with this already…we’re ready for it to be Sunday morning. Although that might sound strange, this has been a rather strange process and, I’m actually relieved that we’re both emotionally and physically prepared enough to say goodbye. Maybe that’s why I had big crocodile tears rolling down my face when Sun and Jin were saying goodbye last night on Lost.

Everything is crossed off the lists, the UberHusband is getting sick of eating out at restaurants he won’t probably be able to go to for awhile and, well, it’s just time.

So of course, the time is creeping by. I love the UberHusband…and he loves me…but we’re tired of playing the waiting game. The sooner we get this started, the sooner it will be over with.

The upside to the slow pace though…it made our manicures and pedicures a little more enjoyable this morning. That’s right. The UberHusband is secure enough in his manhood to not only do alarmingly accurate Coby impressions, but get manicures and pedicures to boot. The ladies at my nail salon love him.